树上的枝叶早已褪去那层嫩绿
                                                         泉水也不在“叮叮咚咚”轻快的唱
                                                         花儿却愈发开的灿烂
                                                         春天就像日暮西山，即将沉沦
                                                          
                                                         于是我忙碌起来
                                                         忙着把路边的花拾进瓶子里
                                                         忙着把风吹下来的绿叶藏进书里
                                                         更忙着留住，这转瞬即逝的春天

                                                         尽管时间老人告诉我
                                                         或许瓶子里的花不久后也会枯萎
                                                         或许书本里的树叶也会在光阴后枯荣
                                                         亦或许春天已经悄无声息地走过了

                                                         不过我仍然坚持着
                                                         至少瓶子里留下了阵阵花香
                                                         至少绿叶们也能在午后隔着书页窃窃私语
                                                         至少这春，却是真真切切的刻在我的心底了

                                                         夏天的风啊
                                                         你能带走南山的云雾
                                                         能带走清晨的雾珠
                                                         但请你千万不要，带走我的花